This is a song about "Left"

Im being pulled left and right

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

The choice can be no other

I left for one summer,

Blow trees like a hurricane

Right now using my left brain

Friend after friend left me

Hey, must be the money

That left ya without hope

Ever since then i had no job

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

But i won't rest till i'm givin my respect

Bout time i got my respect

With the rest who are left

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

I'm still confused about why you left